Young Team Crafted

Little Brother

Sky's POV

I woke up, in a scary place. Where am I? Memories suddenly come flying back to me, and I realize where I am. Phew. I was scared for a minute. I look around my small "home". Wait...I forgot a door. Aww, man!

*Magical Time Skip Where We All Eat Nyan Cat and Fart Rainbows🌈*

I stepped back, and took a look at my door, with its two levers on either side. Perfect! I'm so good at this. And the zombies can't break down my door! Yay!

I grab some apples out of my pack and eat dinner. Yummy! I love apples! It's getting dark out, so I run inside.

As I'm getting ready for bed, I hear screaming. "Help! Please help me!" A tiny voice yells in fear. That person needs help! (No dip, Tiny Sky)

I take my new sword out of my inventory and run outside, where I see a little boy who looks about two running away from a lot of zombies!

"Hey! Over here!" I yell. Luckily, the little boy hears me and rushes over. We run through the door and slam it shut, keeping the zombies at bay.

"Thanks." The little boy says. "No problem." I reply. "I'm Sky. What's your name?" "I'm Deadlox, and I'm two." He says proudly. "I'm four." I respond.

Deadlox looks around the cave. "Woah! This cave is cool!" He blurts out. "Thanks. I made it myself." I say.

"Hey, Deadlox. Where's your family? I ask. Deadlox takes one look at me and bursts into tears. "T-they're d-d-d-" he says in between tears.

I can tell what he's going to say. "It's okay, Deadlox. You can stay here with me!" I tell him.

He looks up. "R-really?" He sniffles. "Sure! Why not?" I say. "Yay!" He brightens. I smile.

I've got a new little brother.